“The young must grow oldWhilst old ones grow older.And cowards will shrinkAs the bold grow bolder.Courage may blossom in quiet hearts,For who can tell where bravery starts?Truth is a song, oft lying unsung,Some mother bird protecting her young.Those who lay down their lives for friends, The echo rolls onward, it seldom ends.Who never turned and ran, but stayed?This is a warrior, born, not made.Living in peace, aye many a season, Calm in life and sound in reason,Till evil arrives, a wicked horde Driving the warrior to pick up his swordThe challenger rings then, straight and fair, Justice is with us, beware, beware.”

“Weapons may be carried by creatures who are evil, dishonest, violent or lazy. The true warrior is good, gentle and honest. His bravery comes from within himself; he learns to conquer his own fears and misdeeds.—Matthias”

“Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it.”

“Defend the weak, protect both young and old, never desert your friends. Give justice to all, be fearless in battle and always ready to defend the right."—The law of Badger Lords”

“Sometimes friends do go from us-it will happen more and more as you grow up, Chugg. But if you really love your friends, they're never really gone. Somewhere they're watching over you and they're always there inside your heart.-Martin”

“All little creatures are beautiful...every living thing when it first sees life is born in beauty. What they grow to be is a different matter.”

“Armel shrugged. "I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?" Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder. "Because there's always good and bad in the land, and goodbeasts have to protect their friends an' families from evil ones who want nothing but to conquer an' destroy.”